Pro Tip: When you are ready to murder your three year old because she covered your friends house in foam soap, took out 8 hundredy toys, made the baby cry, and covered the deck in pink chalk for the SECOND time . . . . start up a conversation with her about unicorns. You guys. This summer is killing me with my three year old. (Psssst, she’ll be four in like a week, but I’m in denial she’s getting older . . . . let’s never speak of this again.) So I am now convinced that the reason the middle child gets the bad rap is because you make their sleep like the lowest priority of any kid in the family. I mean, oldest kid, no brainer. They get as much sleep as needs to be had because there’s no one else’s schedule to accommodate. And then the baby, well, she’s a baby, so we for sure make sure that she gets a nap every day. But Quinn. My poor middle child, Quinn. She is staying up late with her brother, because summer. And she isn’t taking naps because she’s almost {whisper voice} four. So she’s just fundamentally not getting enough sleep. And it is slowly becoming the death of us all. So last week was the pinnacle of misery with her. She legit destroyed Cathy’s house with her BFF (aka one of Cathy’s two middles, Nora) by going crazy with a bottle of foam soap upstairs in one of the bedrooms. It. was. everywhere. This was Tuesday, and it was all kind of downhill from there with her getting into fight after fight after fight with her siblings . . . and if we are being honest, me. Since then it occurred to me, like a total moron, that this kid needs more sleep. This one of the biggest #DUH moments I’ve had in a while. So things are getting a little better. She is sleeping more, we are wanting to kill her a little less. In the midst of all of this, when I was on the verge of being the world’s meanest mommy, I started a conversation with Quinn about unicorns. FACT: It’s impossible to be angry while talking about unicorns. It’s also impossible to be angry while eating this Fresh Raspberry Peach Cobbler. I’m embarrassed to admit that this is the first time I’ve made cobbler, but it will certainly not be the last! This recipe is so easy, so delicious, and it comes together kind of magically with the batter baking up all around the fruit. I adapted this recipe from a Taste of Home recipe, adding in some cinnamon and vanilla, adding in the raspberries, and making the peaches fresh. Yummy! And if you haven’t ever skinned a fresh peach using boiling and freezing water, do it. Preferably with a seven year old watching. That’s pretty magical too.
